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- Women to Control
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- Chapter one
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- My girlfriends and I have a most unusual relationship
- for most people. They are my sexual slaves.
- It happened not too long ago. In fact, they didn't know
- that I even existed a month ago. I decided that I had had
- enough of "normal" relationships, and that I wanted to be in
- control. Total control.
- I don't mean that they run around like zombies. It means
- simply that they will do anything that I ask. Anything, and
- anywhere, with me or with anyone that I choose.
- One of my favorite girls is Leslie, and I met her at
- Heidelberg College. She is strikingly beautiful, with long
- red hair and a fair complexion. Her body is well-proportioned
- due to the aerobic exercise and weightlifting that she does
- regularly.
- To see her naked is a dream. Her firm breasts have dark
- nipples which become hard at the lightest lick. Her red pubic
- hair is shaved close to facilitate bikini wear. She has
- luscious lips and a sensuous tongue that just loves cock. Her
- cunt is smooth and juicy at the right times.
- A month ago, I wanted to meet her. I was never good at
- meeting women, but I was good at science. After all, I was
- majoring in three subjects with a 3.8 average. With all those
- brains you'd think that I'd understand how to control women.
- I didn't then, but I do now.
- I had gone with several girls in high school and in col
- lege, but all they ever wanted from me was help in their
- school work. I was never appreciated for what I really was by
- any woman, until I learned how to control them.
- One day, about six weeks ago, a brainstorm came to me. I
- was studying the physics of sound at just below hearing level
- when I put together some things I learned in psychology
- class. There, I learned that sublinimal suggestions are very
- powerful. So powerful, in fact, that they are outlawed in
- advertising. I was tinkering with some sound equipment in the
- physics lab when I discovered a way to load "messages" onto
- music. It's not a new phenomenon, but the way that I did it
- was completely new and, so far as I know, undiscovered. I did
- it at the alpha brain wave level, and I learned a way to at
- tach my messages in a way that was completely undetectable. I
- also theorized that since I was introducing the "suggestions"
- at the alpha level they would be assimilated into the brain
- and be completely and irreversibly irresistible.
- So here I was, wanting to meet Leslie, and I had this
- new discovery. I thought about it, and decided to try to get
- her to meet me.
- I asked her friends what her favorite music was, and I
- made some cassette copies of them with my secret "sugges
- tions". My first one was that she would ask me out to her
- favorite restaurant on Friday evening after classes for a
- date. After that, she was to come to my off-campus apartment
- and listen to some music that I had for her. During all this
- time, she was to enjoy herself with me and be completely at
- ease.
- I also "asked" her to go into my bedroom, stand in front
- of the mirror and strip completely naked, then put on all her
- clothed minus her panties and bra. She was to forget that she
- did this, and not think about her missing clothes when she
- got ready for bed later in the evening. She was to do this
- when the Heidelberg clock tower struck twelve midnight.
- I played the tape over the cafeteria intercom, and since
- music was routinely played at mealtime I wasn't doing any-
- thing unusual. I figured that I had nothing to lose. If it
- didn't work, we wouldn't meet because I would never be able
- to work up the nerve to ask her out. If it did, I had every
- thing to gain, and then some.
- Leslie was there, and acted completely normal during my
- tape. I lost all hope of her ever meeting me when she didn't
- come to me after the tape was over. I started to walk over to
- the door of the cafeteria when she startled me by her pres
- ence.
- "Tom, I know this may sound forward to you, but will you
- go out with me this Friday? I would like to show you a good
- time. Please say that you will." she said with practiced
- ease.
- "Wh-where w-ould you like to go, L-Leslie?" I stammered
- almost in disbelief.
- "To the Pioneer Mill. They have pretty good food there,
- and I want to get to know you better. How about six o'clock,
- after classes. Meet me at my dorm room." She said, completely
- oblivious to by secret delight.
- "Six o'clock, then." I said with less nervousness.
- Six o'clock on Friday seemed like an eternity away that
- week. It came, and she looked stunning, even she was only
- wearing a new pair of jeans and a loosely-fitting blouse. I
- couldn't help noticing that I could see through it to her
- lacy bra underneath, and I fantasized what I would see when
- the College clock chimed twelve.
- We had a wonderful time. She talked about herself a lot,
- and I learned much about her. She also put me at ease by her
- natural way of treating me, and had I not arranged the date
- myself, I wouldn't have believed it.
- We went to my apartment, at her suggestion, to listen to
- some music. I played some more of my special music that I had
- made in anticipation to her being at my apartment. When the
- clock struck twelve, she said "excuse me," and walked into my
- bedroom.
- She closed the door behind her and I could hear the
- faint sound of her unzipping her pants. About two minutes
- later she came out and acted completely normal, as if nothing
- happened. In reality, to me everything happened. Here was
- this magnificently beautiful women obeying every message on
- my tape as if it were second nature. I couldn't help but no
- tice her perfectly formed breasts underneath her almost sheer
- blouse. My sexual excitement was completely aroused.
- I couldn't wait for her to leave for the evening. I knew
- that she would be returning in the morning because of my
- special "messages" on my music that evening. She soon asked
- to leave, and after I took her home I viewed her "strip act"
- on my VCR. I knew that if she followed the other "messages"
- on the tape, I was in for the day of my life.
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